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lirik lagu tmr - roll call

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who told y’all to come in
i’m f-cking this b-tch like b-tch can you stop running
if you don’t run to the cash b-tch ima dip
with me it’s a gift when you walk on my hip
get back to the telly (hotel) no talking just strip
when it’s time for the jack grab the mac and the whip
i feed her the d like its mac or some whip
you out of line my b-tch pack extra clips n-gga
do or die in the big game
g of loud meet the bic flame
main dish be the c0ke marijuana be the fixing
lil’ n-ggas on the corner since 5th grade
gotta diploma grade a cl-ss wrist game
b-i g n-gga no bedstuy
slow head in the whip on the west side
west side you know is the best side, feel me
feel me
shout out fresh gang, all my n-ggas
but i’m in this b-tch by myself though
i came in this b-tch my motherf-cking self
i hope she ain’t pregnant roll up and forget it
the b-tches they hate when i call them a b
it’s nothing to me but they always do catch it
i sit back relax and watch all of my b’s
cuz sh-t can get hectic only if you let it
maxing my cream
fetti on fetti on fetti on fetti on fetti


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